Date: Sun, 5 Sep 2010 21:13:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Matthew O'Shea
Subject: A Story for Master ch2 Bisexual authoritarian
Remember you're to be 18yr to be reading these stories. Just want to advise
you that this Chapter contains sex scene with a dog. And, Please remember
this story is PURE FANTASY. I for one don't even like dogs and would never
do or condone such an act. So please keep that in mind as you read, or skip
over pages 3-4. Really love to hear your feedback.
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Chapter 2.
On the Monday I had to make my phone call telling you, I've started my
period this morning. "That's good I'll contact Nigel now to see about
making arrangements for you," you replied. "Also I might ask him if he
would like too come and watch you changing your pads. I think that would
really turn him on." you say. I felt butterflies arriving in my stomach,
but didn't know what to say, as I'm yours and must do just what you
want. So just said, "Yes Master." Before terminating the call, you said, I
hope you're feeling good and will see you soon.
For the rest of the day, the week, I couldn't help but think of what is
going to be happening too me. Each time you came up that week, I was hoping
you would tell me, Nigel couldn't make the arrangements. But you never, as
the days moved on, you could tell I was getting nervous about it. You would
say not to worry, you will enjoy it. It's just another cock and things like
that. Sometimes you would tease me by getting down and sniffing all around
me. Or would make me whine and bark like a dogs bitch, telling me how I
will have to get use to doing that.
On the Friday night you rang to say you were coming up tonight. It's not
often you let me know you're coming. I'm to be wearing fine light tan
stockings, pink satin suspender with matching panties and camisole. A long
sleeved off the shoulder white satin blouse, with my short silver gray
wraparound skirt, which opens in the front. When you arrived about 7pm. To
my surprise you are accompanied by Nigel, I felt quite embarrassed,
kneeling waiting to kiss your feet as you entered. Then to see Nigel come
in first, I had no option, but to kiss his feet.
After getting your drinks, I had to stand beside Nigel, letting him remove
my breast from under the camisole. Sitting me on his knee while pouring a
little of his whisky over them. "I love doing this." he said while
proceeding to lick and suck over my hardening nipples. A hand goes between
my skirt opening onto my panty covered pussy. Asking what's been happening
down there? Looking towards Master I get the message I must tell him, I'm
having my period. With that his hand now goes under my panties to feel
me. He whispers in my ear, "It won't be long now, will it." I knew exactly
what he's referring to, as I bowed my head, looking to where his hand
sat. It stayed there till you had finished your drinks.
You take my hand pulling me off Nigel's knee, turning me to face him, as
you stand behind me. Slowly removing my blouse . . . . Skirt
. . . . . Camisole. After each item , your hands caress tenderly over that
now exposed part of my body. Nigel is watching, getting aroused even more
so, his trousers unable to conceal the size of what lies beneath. His hand
goes over it, to start fondling along the enclosed length. I get pushed
down to release his imprisoned penis and take it into the warmth of my
mouth. Nigel is so stimulated, but doesn't want to cum that way, so before
anything happens, my head is pushed off. Now one at a time you take off a
stocking, then the suspender belt, I get excited myself watching Nigel
rubbing his hot cock with my stockings.
You take me to the bathroom, put me in the bath, Remove your panties!
Change your pads then clean yourself. Are your orders. I have to lie there
doing it as you both look on. Nigel is without trousers or undies now, his
hand stroking that throbbing cock like crazy. I'm watching as he soon
shoots his load of hot cum juice all over my boobs and face. You don't let
me touch his spent semen, I just have to do what I was put there to
do. Change my sanitary pads. You gave Nigel a clean pair of panties to put
on me, before you both went back to the lounge. I had to clean up the mess,
but not to touch any of Nigel's cum juice, before returning to you.
When I returned, you tied my long black satin cape over my
shoulders. Sitting me on a chair facing you with legs tied apart. The cape
pulled back so my sperm covered breast is exposed, my hands tied to the
back legs of the chair. I had to sit listening, as you and Nigel discuss my
coming month. How many times a week I would be serviced, should I go to a
Doctor or Vet if I get pregnant Etc. tears started rolling down my cheeks,
as I knew there was only a couple of days to go, till my cycle was over.
The fear of what was being arranged for me, I don't want to have a dog
fucking me. Even the thought of having puppies. I'm sure I couldn't, or
could I? My mind was in a turmoil. I haven't thought of it before or for
that matter heard of anyone else being serviced like this before. I have
butterflies bouncing around in my stomach, I'm nervous just thinking about
it. My tears turn to full on crying as I sit there listening, you both just
laugh about it all. Then you come over to wipe my tears away, telling me to
stop that crying. It won't be that bad you say, you've taken many a cock
before, well this is still cock, just because it's on a dog shouldn't make
any difference to you. Slut!
On the Tuesday you rang to say you will be up around 6pm. You'll want
something to eat and we'll be going out afterwards. Was this going to be
the night, I was thinking. You didn't mention anything that would indicate
were we're going. Again I got that nervous feeling, fear of the unknown, as
I wait knowing my fate is completely in your hands. When you arrive I'm
told to get a bath ready while you have a meal and just kneel beside it
till you come in. You watch me bath, I have to hold open my lips so you can
clean in my pussy. Going into my bedroom, you sort out the suspender,
stockings, panties, bra, petticoat and shoes I'm to wear. As I put the
underwear on, I'm told there will be only lipstick worn and to just brush
out my hair. I did so. Now I was handed my coat, No! You won't need a dress
you tell me, just a coat will do.
Arriving at Nigel's place, I realized what is about to happen, my time has
come as Master take hold of my leash to lead me in. There is a video camera
going as Nigel greets us. You hand Nigel the leash, in turn he pulls at it
to make me face the camera while he removes my coat. To see I'm just
wearing my pretty underwear. You watch on as he now disrobes me of all I'm
wearing, he admires and feels all my sensitive, private parts. Finding the
string of the tampon you put in me at home, to keep me clean. You hold the
camera so there is a better shot of the pad in me, then of Nigel opening my
lips to slowly pull out the tampon. I'm embarrassed and nervous, my stomach
is turning over, my hands are shaking. But no notice is taken of it. Nigel
take my leash again leading me into the lounge, I beg not to be taken,
trying the best I can to hold back. You tell Nigel a firm whack across my
arse will make her move quietly, as you follow with the camera.
On the floor is a sheet of timber the size and shape of a modern door. It's
raised about 8inches at one end, my head will be at the other. It has
restraining straps attached, in the middle about 3/4 the way down is a 2
inch wide belt. You and Nigel force me down onto it. My wrists are strapped
into restrainers at my sides. A pillow is placed under my lower back, the
belt is then buckled firmly over my stomach. As I lie there crying, I watch
as an attachment is put up at the foot of the restraining board. My legs
are lifted up each foot is tied securely in each sling, holding them up and
apart . My restrainers are now tightened
and another belt is tied just below my breast, so I now can't move. I have
to watch as Nigel wipes over and in my cunt with disinfectant. then he
takes a small brush from a bottle, holds open my lips and brushes a little
oil in there. it's to make an odour that makes a dog think it's a Bitch on
heat, he informs me.
I still beg to no avail. A gag is tied in my mouth. You wipe my eyes
telling me not to cry, before tying a scarf over them to blindfold me. I
now feel very much alone, exposed and so very vulnerable. I can't move, see
or speak as a blanket is now placed over my body from waist up to just
cover my breast. My mind is spinning, I can't hear what you and Nigel are
talking or laughing to each other about. As Nigel leaves the room, you sit
beside me, your hands start caressing my breast, your moistened fingertips
softly encircle my nipples. It feels so nice and caring, your being with me
makes my nipples start to erect. My whimpering subsides as your breathe
blows lightly over my neck and face. I start to relax and try to say, "I
love you Master" through my gag. Then you cover my breast again, leaving me
as Nigel returns.
In no time I feel a dog sniffing and licking around my love lips. I just
start crying again and try begging to the Master I love for mercy. But my
gag prevents any understandable sound coming out. My bonds hold me secure,
as I try to twist away, I can't as the dog is being helped to settle over
me. The passage to my Vagina is now being entered. It feels long but
thinnish, as the cock is pushing deeper to its final goal, my womb. I can
feel hands helping the dog in and balance over me.
Its cock now seems to swill in thickness as it just starts pushing. Not a
nice stroking in and out motion like a man with a beautiful penis. All the
time I'm crying, suddenly I feel one hard push, its cock seems to expand
unmercifully I hear Nigel telling Master, "The Bitch is now dog knotted." I
knew what he meant, I now had its balls and all in me. Its short sharp
thrusts continue, I can hear its breathing, feet its breathe so plainly, as
our faces are all but together. Then it happened, I felt the hot fluid
being squirted into my womb.
Yes, I now have dogs sperm inside me. I can't cry out anymore than I
already am, what now I try to think. At the same time hearing you and Nigel
saying, "Good boy" to the dog for what it's just done to me. But it isn't
finished yet, we are still tied together. The pain increases greatly, as it
tries to pull away wanting to take my firmly restrained body with it. I'm
sure it has just cum again, as I feel more wetness squirt in me. With the
help of two pairs of hands this animal is freed of my pussy, but not of
me. Next thing its sniffing around again, its coarse tongue wants to lick
over me. I'm so weak, exhausted, unable to move or utter a word. I can only
lie there letting it do as it wishes. And to the trill of Master and his
friend Nigel.
As Nigel is taking it back to his bedroom, I hear him saying. "What a good
dog and she is looking forward to having you again soon." The blanket is
removed from my body. I'm left lying there alone for a while. Then my
blindfold is taken off, my legs are released. I lie there looking at you
both through burning, watery eyes. You both look so pleased, as you sit
there with your drinks talking about what you have just witnessed.
Now my bonds are all removed, the gag is taken from my mouth, the leash
hooked back on my collar. I'm led on all fours to a bowl of milk out on the
kitchen floor. While I'm licking it up, you tell me how I'm to look forward
to having pups. How a Bitch has to lick off and eat all the afterbirth. The
fun I'll have breast feeding them, as a Bitch usually has around five
puppies. All this is said so's to not to let me forget my degrading
humiliation.
As I kneel between you both still naked and being videoed, my tummy is
rubbed like you do a dog. You inform me that I'm now to act as a proper
Bitch from now on. So before I put my underwear back on, Nigel takes me out
the back. Where I have to squat like a proper Bitch to have a pee, the
video camera has come out also to witness further my indignity.
Before leaving, Nigel has one good last look up my fanny. Then pats over
it, telling me how I'll get to enjoy what has happened. We had been out
about three hours, when you took me back home. Telling me on the way that
it'll be once or twice a week for the rest of the month that I would be
taken to be serviced by this dog. Each session will be videoed. If you are
unable to take me, Nigel would come to get me. I don't know what to think,
I'm feeling so used and dirty at the moment. I can't wait to get into a
bath, even give myself another full enema, to clean this all out.
After the forth session I was getting used to it and had stopped my
crying. So my blindfold was now left off. I got introduced to the dog,
which is a golden Retriever, it's name is Flash. Next would be no more gag,
as I was resigned to my fate, so behaved myself. But I would still be
firmly tied down each time. I also got that I'd stroke over Flash's fur
enclosed cock before it would be taken to service me.
It was the Saturday night I felt my period was again about to start. I was
also meant to be serviced again tonight by Flash. But as I was feeling the
way I was, meant I mustn't be pregnant. I was so pleased, but couldn't tell
anyone. You took me to Nigel's place this time naked, except for suspender
and stockings under my coat. As Nigel opened my coat, you could see he was
so delighted to see me this way, naked. His mouth went straight to my right
nipple, a hand down to my box, the other hand caressed over my back and
other nipple. Till I was hard and very horny.
I wasn't given to Flash this time, instead you and Nigel fucked my rearhole
as I'm told to kneel on all fours. Once you are finished, I'm put back on
the restraining board, my legs back in there cradles. Flash was brought in
and put next to me, as I had to play with him. Pull back the hair covered
skin, kiss and put its cock in my mouth. I had to sniff around it like dogs
do, as I've got to get used to doing all dogie things. You put my wrist
back in there restraints, I was being videoed for the last time. As I start
losing the cum from my rear, you video it oozing out and Flash licking it
and cleaning me out. When I was released you led me to my bowl of mush
. . . . . Bread soaked in milk.
I was so very pleased to start my next period, to know I wasn't now having
puppies. I cried this time tears of great pleasure, as I had been worried
what would happen had I got pregnant. When I rang to tell you the great
news, you told me . . . . . . . I should of known a dogs chemistry is
different to a humans. Anyway if you had got pregnant Nigel and I would of
loved giving you an abortion.
The Thursday night after I was back to `normal' you my Master Joseph
arrive. Straight away I'm stripped naked, "Make me a cup of coffee," you
demand. You go and sit in the lounge waiting. On my return I must stand
beside you, while your free hand fondles freely around my thighs, my
crotch. All this time nothing is said to me, your eyes don't even look my
way, not once. Finishing your coffee the cup is handed too me to put on the
side table. As I return to your side, both hands now start caressing over
my whole lower region. Dribbling saliva onto your fingers, while telling me
to hold my fanny lips open just a little. I have to watch as you insert
them slowly up my aching entrance. You keep massaging in there till I get
so aroused, that I have to ask if I can please touch my now hard
nipples. I'm allowed too.
Oh My Dear Master! I cry out, as I start to orgasm under your kind gentle
touch of my clitoris. I just fall to my knees, as I can't stand any
longer. Your fingers are pushed into my mouth to suck my own juice
off. "Now you're satisfied, go and clean everything off the table." you
tell me. Next thing I'm made to lie face up on it, my wrists are tied to
the legs, my legs are tied slightly apart so I can't move them. You shave
my pussy clean, before inserting a catheter into my blader. I'm gaged,
blindfolded and left. About a minute later I feel a bag of ice drop over my
now shaved pussy, it stays there a couple of minutes. After removing it,
you pinch my pussy lips, I feel all numb, till a needle passes through the
lips, then again and again. Through my gag I try in vain to scream out with
the pain. My wrists are freed, my gag is taken out. You help me sit up
before removing the blindfold. Looking down I see the catheter hanging out,
Oh! Master why? As I see you have stitched my love lips together with
surgical cat`gut.
I'm closed, a catheter and three stitches, I went to touch down there. But
just got my hand slapped away . . . . . Don't you dare!!! I then had my
legs freed, I pulled them together, trying to hide my humiliated hole. I'm
now allowed to as you part them again. "You will stay like that till I come
back to open you again. Be careful when you wash and don't dare try to
remove the catheter." Are your demands. You pull me from the table by my
nipples, then put my panties on me. "Now get down and kiss my feet, thank
me for looking after your cunt. You left not giving a hint of when you'll
be back.
About 4pm on Friday you arrive up. I was more pleased than ever to see
you. I was sore and extremely uncomfortable at my imprisoned vagina. As I
knelt to kiss your feet, I beg to be reopened, to no avail. You don't hear
a word I said, as I'm pushed off. You just give me your bag of washing, "Do
this tomorrow." is the order. After putting it away, I return to kneel at
your feet. I'm told you're having a visitor later, "So get my cream silk
shirt, charcoal gray trousers, silk boxer shorts and socks ready. I want my
shoes cleaned and shining. Now get me a whisky!" As I give it to you, I'm
told to sit on the table next to you and lift up my skirt. You pull down my
panties a little, so your handy work is on show. "That looks great, think
I'll keep you like it longer now." you say. Then you pour some of the
whisky over it, telling me to lean back, in doing so I feel you get down
and start licking it off. "God! That's feeling beautiful Master."
That is as far as it could go. "You're not to get yourself to excited," I'm
told. My panties are pulled back up, I have to just sit there, holding up
the skirt while you caress my inner thighs.
When you have finished your drink, I have to go run a bath. "I want to have
a crap."you tell me. So I take your trousers and undies down and wait
outside the door, till I'm called back. I must wipe you clean, to prove
I've done it properly. I'm told to get down and lick your arse and push my
tongue up as far as possible. After giving you your bath, you go to lie on
the bed, while I have a shower. Then I'm to dress my adorable Master, after
which I brush and blow-dry my hair. You think it would look better pulled
back. So you pull it tightly back, tying it in a bow using a long pink
satin ribbon, then brush it out so it looks soft. It now hangs in a nice
ponytail down to my shoulder blades, it feels beautiful and so sexy. You
tell me to do my makeup heavily to show that I'm only a Slut.
While I'm doing my makeup, you go to inspect the place, I hear you in the
discipline room moving things around. All of a sudden my stomach gets that
nervy feeling, I'm going to be punished. I hope it won't be till after your
visitor has left. As it's getting a bit late now and I wouldn't want to be
still in the pain when your visitor arrives, I'm thinking.
On your return to the bedroom, you get out a pair of fine black stockings
and suspender belt for me, "This is all you will wear." I'm informed. While
putting them on, you take out my full length bottle green gown, which has
no bodice to it, so my breast just hang out at all times. "This you will
also wear," as it's placed across the bed beside me. After putting on the
black 4inch high heels, I look at myself in the mirror, I cup my breast in
the palm of my hands, I feel pretty and so sexy. But I look like the slut
my handsome Master wants.
Slowly letting my hands work down to where I'm sown, I feel the catheter. I
hope Master will take it out now, it's so uncomfortable. But I know it's
for Masters pleasure that I'm wearing it. I have another good look at
myself before going to Master for his inspection. I notice the door of the
discipline room is closed, so I won't be in there. I curtsy to my Master
who is now sitting in the armchair, then stand while being looked
over. "Kneel so I can feel those titties." satisfied in the way they became
erect so quickly for him. "Stand up, turn around and bend over, pull your
skirt right up, open those legs." You caress over my buns, then give each a
real hard slap, I jerk with the suddenness and pain. "Stop that!" you
demand. "Stand up and turn to me, come closer." In doing so the front of my
skirt is lifted up and given to be to hold high. so you can again pluck the
catheter, then stroke over my imprisoned pussy. That really looks nice you
tell me, "Is it good to pee that way?" "It takes longer Master and is not
very comfortable doing it sitting on the toilet." I tell Master. "I'm
looking forward to watching you do it later." you let me know.
It was about 7:30pm when there was a knock at the front door. I just knelt
up like a frightened animal, looking to you. "Don't just look at me. Go and
answer the door." As I'm pushed with your foot. Nervously I slowly make my
way to the door. It is Wendy, she looks so beautiful. Her long shining
brown hair is cascading softly down to flow gently over her shoulders. Her
makeup is softly and beautifully applied. The lipstick and fingernails are
in the same deep plum shade. She is wearing a long puff sleeved white
chiffon crossover blouse, showing a hint of the Ivory lace of her camisole
beneath. Her skirt is cascading in style, knee length in a deep red satin,
with a 2inch wide black elastic waistband. Her lovely shaped legs are
covered in fine tan shade stockings, sitting in 3inch pearly tan heels. As
I followed her through to my Master, I was thinking. I bet she is also
wearing elegantly pretty lingerie, I hope I'll be able to see and touch it.
As Wendy enters the lounge you take her in your arms. "You look beautiful."
you tell her, as a kiss goes to her lips. I'm then told to get you drinks,
a pink Gin for Wendy, a Whisky for my Master. I had just returned with the
drinks, when there was another knock at the front door. I thought there was
going to be just the one visitor, who could this be. "Answer it." I'm told,
but Master . . . . . As I pointed to my exposed breast. "So what, Answer
it!!" I embarrassingly go to open the door. It's Nigel standing there, he
has a small package in his hand. He also has someone else with him. I just
look, I didn't know the other chap. "Aren't you going to invite us in?"
Nigel said. "Oh, yes come in." as I nervously moved back. I wasn't
introduced to his friend. But he was also really good looking.
They were both beautifully dressed, Nigel wearing a open neck silver satin
shirt with navy trousers, his friend wore a pink cotton shirt with gray
silk tie and matching waistcoat, he also wore navy trousers. They went
straight through to the lounge to meet Master Joseph and Wendy. It seems
they all knew each other, I had to get a Whisky for Nigel and a Bourbon `n'
coke for his friend. I was then introduced, his name is Philip, I went to
put my hand out. Only to have Master yell at me. "What are you doing Bitch?
Curtsy!!" I did so nervously, then stand back to await my orders.
After I had served a second drink, I was sent to get my bowl. Returning I
had to kneel in front of you, as you stand telling everyone you need a
piss. I have to take your penis out, pick up the bowl and hold it under my
chin. Your cock goes straight into my open mouth, my head is held
firm. Once the flow starts I can't do anything but drink my Masters finest
wine. When you finished I had to put your cock away, then get down to lick
my spillage from te bowl like a dog. While I'm licking up the rest of your
piss, I hear them saying how luck you are to have such a handy toilet.
You ask Philip if he would like to underdress the bitch. "As you haven't
played with a woman before, you might like to be feeling this one over." I
could see by the perverted smile on his face, that he couldn't wait. I got
pushed towards him. His hands went under the skirt, as he knelt on one
knee. Caressing my legs, but didn't go as high as my crotch, thank goodness
he stood. Taking each breast one at a time in his hands. Kissing them over,
licking around the nipples, before going behind me.
My passion was building up, as his hands now started to fondle over my
upper body. Pushing his crotch into me, I felt his hard cock, as he
disclosed, "I'm going to fuck up that arse with this." My head went back,
trying to just touch his face, I was on fire. With that he just took my
shoulders held me out, undid the back zip of the gown, pulled it off the
shoulders, to let it fall to my ankles. With my head bowed, I stood naked,
embarrassed, unable to hide what they all now see. I look over to you
Master, you look quite happy, at the same time telling me to go and let
them all have a close look.
Hands feel all around Masters handy work, I know I just have to let
them. Nigel made me stand in front of him, while he tried to blow into the
catheter. With them playing with me like that, it made me want to pee. So
you got an old ice cream container, I had to kneel so all could see and pee
into it. Now I got put back onto the table, Nigel and Philip holding down a
arm each. My Master and Wendy either side of my upper legs, then a little
Gin gets poured over my pussy lips, asking if anyone would like to lick it
off? Wendy's head goes straight down saying she'd love too. You then hand
her a small pair of scissors to cut the stitches to reopen my fanny. It
felt wonderful as you part the lips pouring in a little of your whisky,
before pushing a finger in a couple of times.
You and Wendy change places with Nigel and Philip. So Nigel can have the
pleasure of remove my catheter. As he pulls, I can feel every centimetre of
it exiting, it was uncomfortable in there and felt just as bad coming
out. I moaned, twisting my head from side to side, it seemed so long and
took forever till my tortured bladder was free. Good job there was a large
towel handy, as I straight away started to spill more urine. I was left
there in the hands of Nigel and Philip. Nigel opened my vagina lips to show
Philip, "She loves more than just a man's penis in there, as you'll see."
Nigel said, I felt their fingers going in to explore my burrow.
After cleaning up my mess. I arrived back in the lounge to see my Master
lying on the sofa just in his boxer shorts and Wendy in his arms. She is
now stripped to her pretty Ivory coloured satin and delicately laced
underwear. I was hoping I would be asked to help take it off for her, but
no. Instead, I got ordered to kneel between Nigel's and Philips feet, while
we watch a video. I almost fainted, as it was the video made of me being
serviced my Flash. Nigel had all the visits condensed to a full two hour
tape. I knew I could do nothing, as you all watched and humiliated me at
the same time.
Nigel started playing with my nipples, then a hand took hold of mine,
pulling it up to encase Philips stiff hot prick. I looked over to you, but
you and Wendy looked completely happy watching the video while kissing,
caressing each other. I noticed Wendy's panties are now lying on the
floor. I wish they were mine and I was in my Masters arms. You caught my
eye, telling me to do just what I'm told. As the video went on, an orgy
started with Nigel, Philip and myself. My body was used as they wished to
use it. I got penetrated in my vagina, arse and mouth. At one stage my two
lower holes were being pumped full at the same time. I orgasmed a few times
myself, as I was being screwed . When they had finished, I just had to lie
and wait, or suck their cocks clean, their toes, or just have their feel
massage over my wantoned body. If I went to touch my pussy, a foot would
just push it away.
Wendy would sit her pussy over my mouth, making me suck your tasty cream
out, or had me suck on her dildo after she had fucked my beautiful Masters
arse with it. My whole body was painfully sore, spunk was dripping from my
penetrated holes. As I lay at their feet, you my dominant Master kneels
over my face. "Now suck my cock and arse clean! Push that tongue right up
my arse! The way you normally do, you filthy whore." I stayed under your
arse till you were satisfied with my cleaning.
I then had to serve drinks again with something to eat. By now the video
had finished, but was round back some and replayed, as they missed the last
night. I'm made kneel in front of you while you spit chewed food into the
palm of your hand for me to eat. Telling the others, I can only eat like
this, of the floor like a dog or be tied up and spoon fed like a baby. The
others laugh, calling me degrading names. They can see why I had to be
given to Flash. Philip suggested next time I should be put into nappies
with a babies dummy to suck on. I felt so humiliated listening to all their
comments.
You left the lounge only to return carrying my collar, leash and long black
cape, which were duly put on me. Wendy then took me of to repair my makeup,
once we were in the bedroom she made me suck on her breast, then down to
tongue out her clit. That was great as I could still taste my Masters sperm
in there. When we got back to the lounge, she told you all that I wanted to
kiss and suck her out in the bedroom. That I wanted to have a lesbian
affair with her. The trouble she had trying to stop me touching her most
private parts. Hearing that really made you MAD, I tried to say it's not
true, I wouldn't do that cause, I love and desire only you my Master. But
I'm only your slave, so you believe Wendy's story.
Taking hold of my leash, telling me I'm now going to pay the price for such
filthy behaviour. I'm pulled into the discipline room and made kneel with
my head right down at the floor. You left me there, only for all four to
return a minute or so later. My head was pulled up by the hair till I was
kneeling in front of you. "Now you can make a `public' confession this
time!" [A confession is something I have to make weekly to my Master] I
told of the thoughts I had after being with Flash. How I often play with
myself thinking of Master having sex with other men and women. Yes wishing
I could be allowed to do the same. Then you said, "What about the sin you
committed earlier with Wendy?"
I had to admit saying it or, I knew my punishment would of been much
greater. As that would of meant Wendy had told an untruth and Master
wouldn't believe that, as I'm only a slave. Holding me by the hair, my face
is slapped again and again. "You are a slave who will do and think only
what your Master says. never will you make up your own mind of what
pleasure you want. So once again you're going to be taught not to disobey
your Master. This time you might learn, as I have my three friends to help
show you the way." With that Wendy removed my cape, looking me up and down
as she did so.
With help from Nigel you tie my wrists to the pulley above me. My legs are
tied apart, now I'm winched up till my feet just touch the ground. "Please
have mercy on me Master." I said in a low voice, but to deaf ears. I felt a
hand from behind go under and lift my arse, it nearly knocked me off
balance. There was nothing I could do, my bonds held me captive. I was
naked, exposed and helpless, to take whatever anyone wished to do to me.
As you asked for their help in reminding me of my place in life. The
blindfold went over my eyes, in no time a pair of hands took my breast,
squeezed, twisted and bounced them. Pulling firmly while twisting nipples
in much the same way. I moan in pain as whoever tries to get the nipples to
meet. At the same time I'm being slapped hard over my whole body, it feels
like a dozen pairs of hands at once. A butt plug `I think' is rammed up my
anal passage. I can feel the grease of what could only be a large dildo
about to be implanted deep into my vagina. "Is that pleasure enough for
you, or would you like a big cock in your mouth also. You whore!" No
Master, I begged. "Right! Don't let your nice pricks come out now, or
else."
With my head bowed my blindfolded eyes closed in embarrassment. I felt the
riding crop land across my stomach, then my thighs, arms, breast, my whole
front is starting to sting. Nigel is asked if he wants to warm up my
back. Oh yes! I would love to do that for her. In no time the cat `o' nine
tails starts landing over my shoulder blades, across my back, under my
arms, between my legs, my backside. It gets heavier, as it goes up over my
back again. No part of my body is spared. The moans get louder as the `cat'
continues to leaves its marking of my body. My whole body is burning like
it's on fire, as the flogging comes to an end.
The blindfold was now removed. I watched this large dildo being helped slid
free of my vagina. Only to be replaced by pegs attached to my pussy lips,
clamps with small weights attached are put on my nipples. Wendy asks if she
could embrace me, said it helps relieve some of the pain. But she only
wanted to add to it, as it was only my box and breast that got the most of
her attention. The caressing was done via her fingernails, which seemed to
cut into my very tender flesh. She seemed quite satisfied listening to my
whimpering, seeing my watery eyes, as she pulled on the pegs.
The strain came off my arms, then the spreader was taken from my ankles, I
was now let fall to the floor. I felt so pleased to just be lying there,
even with the pain, as I thought my arms would detach from there
sockets. The rest was very short lived, as Philip was standing over me with
a large container it had a long rubber tube and
nozzle coming from it. Nigel's hand went between my legs and quickly pulled
out the butt plug. "Stand up!" Philip ordered, take hold of this, handing
me the bottle. I did as I was told. "Open those legs a little!" as I did
the nozzle went straight up my arsehole.
Using surgical tape, it's secured between my legs. "Now you can give
yourself an enema, the whole contents of the bottle are to go in. Do you
understand? You will get no relief till then." Philip takes the clip off
the tube, I feel water starting to enter my shithole. At the same time my
Master and Wendy are lying on the cushions, enjoying each others aroused
bodies. In no time you could hear moans, husky breathing coming from them,
as they start to fuck again.
My arse is feeling full, my stomach even looks bloated and cramps come and
go. But there is still a lot of water left, I can't take all that, I'm
thinking. The bottle is also getting heavier, I tell Philip. He just takes
a ribbon from my hair, puts it through the end of the bottle and ties it
around my neck. "Now carry no." is all that is said. With that he and Nigel
join Master and Wendy, they are now all together. While Masters has Wendy's
over his shoulders sucking then screwing her fuck hole. Nigel and Philip
are sucking her breasts, kissing and caressing her body, plus each
others. As Master is not far from shooting his load, Philip and Nigel wank
each other off over Wendy's face and breast.
By now my stomach was stretched out like an almost full term pregnant
woman, the cramps became stronger. I could hardly move under the weight of
the water and the pressure of the cramps. "We feel good after that." Master
tells me, "So you can suck our cocks clean, then crawl over to lick all our
spunk of Wendy, see that you do it good, seen as you wanted to lick her
before. Then we'll see about your arse." as he hit my pussy. The enema tube
was removed from mu aching arse, to be replaced with a butt plug. "So you
don't dribble." Philip said before taking the bottle from my neck. As I was
licking, the weight of the enema seemed to hold me down and in cramp
pains. That I could hardly make it over to Wendy. I just had to drag myself
over to her on my stomach, to do my duty.
After cleaning everyone, Nigel put the clamps back on my nipples with long
lengths of thin cord attached to them. "Now get on all fours! And start
crawling around the room." Master ordered. Nigel and Wendy used the lengths
of cord to guide and keep me moving. The pain of cramp and now the pulling
of my nipples so I couldn't stop, made me whine and moan till I had
finished circling the room. Philip put a plastic bucket in front of me. I
had to beg to be allowed to sit over it to release my enema. I sat and
pulled out the butt plug, as I did so the foul smiling fluid just gushed
out, like a burst water pipe. With all that came out, seemed like my inside
must be completely empty now. At least those cramp pains have vanished, my
stomach returned to its normal size. I had to shove a finger up my arse to
see if I could get anymore out. Fortunately I couldn't. I felt so sore up
there after the torture it has just taken.
Once I had recovered, my cradle was hung from the ceiling and I was tied
face up on it. The four of you lit different colour candles. I'm now
tortured with hot wax dripping over my sensitive parts. From the shoulder
blades to my clitoris, to my thighs, no part is spared. The flame gets
close that the fine hairs on my body burn off. I'm turned over, retied, I
jerk as the hot burning wax lands on the soles of my feet. As I now wait,
thinking it'll be my butt cheeks next, but no they are spared this. Only
for worse to be given to them, via Nigel using the riding crop over both,
saying how nice and red they are becoming. Philip once again used the `cat'
over my back. I scream with excruciating pain, tears flow from my eyes, as
I cry. Wendy leans over me saying, "You'll know to be a good girl from now
on won't you?" my crying prevented me saying anything. To finish off the
soles of my feet felt the riding crop make there mark, to go with the
waxing they took.
Grabbing me my the hair, you pull my head up and push a couple of your
fingers down my throat to make me vomit, but I only dry reach. You do this
about half a dozen time, the inside of my stomach is now feeling the pain,
as I can only dry reach. I lose nothing, so you just spit into my mouth,
pushing my head back. I'm still crying as the others stand looking and
laughing, telling me how stupid I look and to vomit all that shit out of my
mouth.
Wendy and Philip pick the wax out of my pussy, pulling me wide open, so you
can all have a good look up my fanny, by using a small torch. The next
thing, I feel is your beautiful penis being forced into it. You're still
slack, you want to work it up hard inside of me, I thought. But no, next
thing I feel is your hot urine being discharged into my womb. When you're
finished, you tell Nigel to untie me and leave her on the floor till she
stops crying. I'm left alone while you all go back to watch some more of
the video.
After awhile, when I'd stopped crying Philip came to get me. He put the
collar and leash back on me. "Now kneel up and lift your paws. I want to
hear you whining like the Bitch you are." I had no option but to obey. So
beggingly I whined to him. like a dog I was led of to the bathroom and made
sit in the bath. The plug was put in, he then gave me a large glass of
salty water to drink straight down, quickly. "Now lie down and look at me!"
As I did, he just pissed all over me. I enjoyed having him do it, but gee
it stung as it touched my wounds. Next Nigel and Wendy were there ready to
piss over me also. Oh, did I enjoy watching Wendy squatting over me, as she
let her hot urine descend over my breast. I would of given anything to of
been allowed to lick her pussy dry. But it wasn't to be, I was just left
lying in all their piss.
A short time later Philip returned. Seen as this is the first time he's met
me, Master thought he might enjoy the pleasure of bathing me. The piss was
let go, then a warm bath ran as I sat there. Letting it fill to just cover
my legs, as his hands soaped my body, it still stung, I moaned in
agony. Leaning over me, his face right before my own, "Give me a nice
kiss." he asked "I don't really kiss females." he added. "No please, no, I
can't take anymore punishment." I pleaded to him, thinking it'll be like
with Wendy earlier. "No you're not going to be punished this time. I really
want to kiss you." he said smiling to me. I offered my lips willingly to
his, I got to savour his tongue as an extra.
Once satisfied he made me lie back, while he could work his fingers into my
fanny, stroking my clitoris, my hand was put on his erect penis. His
fingers pushed further up my passage. "I think I can feel your Masters piss
in there." he said. I just looked at him, I felt so pleased to have Masters
piss still in me. As he played in there stroking over my pleasure point, I
started to jerk my body as I was about to orgasm. "Stop that! And sit up"
he said.
Pulling his fingers straight out of my cunt they went deep into my open
mouth. My head was pulled right forward, I doubled up, no longer could I
hold his cock. Again I started dry reaching, only this time with all the
salt water in me, he forced me to vomit. Holding my head firmly so it
gushed out all over my body. While I was vomiting, Philip called out to the
others to come and see what I've done. There I lay embarrassed and
completely degraded, covered in my own vomit. "Now get yourself cleaned up
and all that out of the bath, then come to the lounge." were your orders.
Back in the lounge I had ointment put on the wounds, my whole body was
still aching. As I knelt you gave me a couple of mouthfuls of your
whisky. "Now, kneel with your face on the couch and open those legs." In no
time I feel your beautiful thick cock start to enter my abused anal
passage. Stroke after stroke it glides deeper into my rear fuckhole. Your
smooth strokes get faster and faster. Pushing right into me with one final
launch, you explode, jets of hot spunk go deep within my waiting arse. Even
before your cock deflates, you pull out, wiping your still dribbling penis
in my hair.
Lying back beside Wendy you watch while Nigel inserts a tampon up my cum
filled arsehole. A cushion is put on the floor for me to lie my backside
on. My legs were held open by Nigel and Philip, with Wendy kneeling behind
me holding my arms. I got a good look at her pussy as it was right above my
eyes, Oh! how I wanted to lick it over. As I was looking at, admiring
Wendy's feminine body, I know I want to be allowed to savour girl sex with
her again. The same way I do with my Master.
Quickly I was brought back to now, as I felt my lips being parted and
something going into my pussy. I looked to see your hanky being pushed
right up my vagina passage, till just a small corner hung out, which in
turn got taped there. "That'll keep you out of trouble tonight, so you can
have a good sleep, won't you slut?" I could just smile to you, I was
exhausted and numb, I could hardly stand. I was helped to my feet, then
Nigel put me into a pretty pale turquoise silk nighty. I had to kneel to
thank Wendy, Nigel and Philip for coming to assist my Master, Then kiss all
there feet, asking each one to please come again.
Safe in your strong arms I was led off and put to bed, I lay there feeling
weak and so very sore. Not quite knowing where I was, I felt your hand go
under my nighty, you lightly caressed over my tummy and down to my thighs,
your fingertips stroke pussy, before pulling the blankets up over
me. "Thank you Master, I do love you." Is all I could say. Even though I
wanted to put my arms around you to thank you for the evening.
The phone rang, I woke with a jolt. It's you Master, you've rung to see how
I am this morning. "Morning" I asked.
"Yes it's nearly 11am."
"I've just woken up Master." as I tried to pull myself up to talk, Oh! I
felt very stiff and sore. You tell me to squeeze my breast, I do. "They're
sore and bruised Master."
"That's good, what about the rest of your body?" I looked.
"Oh god! I'm marked bruised everywhere I can see Master."
"Have a hot bath, put some Dettol in the water, that might take some of the
pain away. Have you played with pussy?"
"No Master, I must of gone straight to sleep. I don't even remember going
to bed."
"Well now you better get down there and remove its filling." I'm told.
All of a sudden my pussy felt stuffed, I didn't remember anything being put
in there. I put the phone down beside me to lift my nighty. I removed the
tape to see the end of something hanging out. Taking it between my fingers,
I slowly pulled and pulled, seems it must of been pushed all the way in. I
took the phone up again to let Master know I'm taking it out. As I could
feel the moving of it coming all the way out. Just like the catheter the
night before, only this felt a lot better. That I almost had an orgasm with
it. When I got it all out, I then saw it was Masters hanky, it was wet and
smelt of the urine that was still in me.
Oh! I now felt my arse was stuffed also, "I didn't remember those being put
in Master."
"I didn't think you would of, as you were just about out to it at that
stage. Well you better get up now and get my washing done, I want to pick
it up tomorrow. There is also a lot of cleaning to do after last night, you
will see I've used the toilet before I left. Oh, by the way Wendy is dying
to have a night with us again. Would you like that, just the three of us?
Nigel, Philip and Wendy are all looking forward to the next session and
they really loved seeing you getting fucked by Flash. I'll have to think of
some other trip to take you on. I know Philip seems keen to see you wearing
nappies. So what do you say?" you ask. "I'll do whatever you desire of me
Master, I'm your devoted Slave and Property. I love you."
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I hope you enjoyed this story as much as my Master did. Let me know,
thanks.